i’m reading old posts from around winter of 2019, when had just graduated and moved here.
I had forgotten the excitement of moving to a new place and discovering it all. even your own new house feels like an unfamiliar mansion to explore. it’s so much fun, starting afresh. and hard.
as nostalgic as I am for that time of being a fresh little college grad, i’m so glad that is not me anymore. I am so glad for everything since. I was so confused when I first moved here and had no job or plans. I had a lot of aimless dreams and prideful goals, but I could have never, never predicted what has turned out to be. it really is true that we are not in control. thank god for that, literally.